"There are monsters everywhere!" Jorge pleaded.

"There are monsters everywhere!" Jorge pleaded. "Little creepy creatures wearing tiny top hats who sing the blues! Also pop songs. You gotta believe me!" Only Rosa believed because
Jorge hypnotised her with a CD he got with a free ads magazine. He'd used it to give up doughnuts & expanded from there. Now Rosa snapped into a trance whenever he said 'Abba are
abbA in reverse.' Jorge amused himself with his seeming hypnotic control of Rosa, but he could not have known that Rosa was a willing hostess for Megrabub from her Ouija days. Jo
Jo Gunne was watching. So was Ram Jam. Abba fish was served on a silver platter. This herring went well with the hardtack Norwegian biscuits. They had a long lunch. That afternoon
extended into winter and before we knew it, it was fall again. "I like the new OJ. He's so much more compliant than the last one." "We warned him what would happen if he Capricorn1
got too close to the sun." Aptly, a puddle on the command bridge is what remained of The Juice. At his wake, the officiator sobbed: "Whether killing a kickoff return or his ex, OJ
always smelled a little funny." And they toasted OJ by drinking Kool-Aid and pretending to ascend to another planet. It was quite a spectacle. The next morning, the commander felt
hung over. It was a special kind of pained daze, like the kind described to him a crack addict feels in the morning. Wood shavings littered the commander's face and the floor. He'd
better gather those shavings and build himself a nest to sleep in, he thought. He had this dream of being a hamster and pack his face full of seeds. Or maybe it was the concussion
slowly hemorrhaging away in his head. He never woke up. It was a good dream.

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